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Last week


With  farmer J not back until Monday afternoon the morning was spent hosting a Neal Yard party, such lovely smells and products its hard to choose what is needed. Face masks and hand massages were enjoyed along with coffee and cake.


 The last of last years logs have now been stacked under cover ready for next year with space now made for logs to be chopped and stacked in their place.


Figs have now started to ripen as they don't last long once picked but seem to freeze well a grand picking session will have to be done as well as making jam, enjoying them fresh with granola and yogurt and baking them with cinnamon.



Along with figs blackberries have started to be picked for the freezer, wine and steeping in whisky, a time consuming job completed on dog walks (although its a bit of a fight with Franklin as to who picks them first), animal care and jobs to be done. As well as blackberries sloes and rose hips need to be collected, not sure what is the worst in pricking fingers it would be so much easier if no thorns were involved.




Sandy has been unwell this week, enough to stop her eating for three days and just laying in her cabin. She couldn't even be tempted with greens or bread. A while back we had four other pigs in the same enclosure with the same problem, all got over it after a few days so hopefully it wont be long before she is back to normal.



After picking Miss F up from the train station on Sunday morning we popped up to Najac. It's gone very quiet with just a few market stalls left.
The pigs are happy to see a new face we are too - more hands to pick that fruit.
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